Young waverer
For such a wish to be true, I was not born to feel shame!
To meet an angel fall from far, to see heaven out of clouds.
That there is an angel dancing down the holy town,
With her golden lace hair tousled by the envious wind.
To see the mystery blue light, beam by the glorious diamond eyes.
To hear the tender folk songs, to calm my ripple heart’s wrong.
Dreamed of dreams that is never grim, for her sound is such a preserving sweet,
Smell the blossom's breath, that is seeped by a lady’s flesh.
You may say that I am in love with a glorious face, but I am falling for a famous painting.
For there is no one who had ever lived, could be as beautiful as a shining star.
A star that shines through every corner of my gloomy heart, warmer than the glowing sun, more grand than the garnish moon.
Even I may not known love so well,
But whenever I met her pupils, my soul will sink to the lovers gush,
Astraing in the epic ocean, without a start or end to depart.
For the extent of love I could give, as is the epic ocean I can’t escape.
Why? Will she not fall with me? for I will sacrifice my heart to see her laugh.
For I will be her dome when heaven could be so envious,
rain a thousand foolish tears and I will seize them!
For I am a servile slave of love.
About this poem
a man that falls in love with a girl, this is how love looks like.
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Written on February 17, 2023
Submitted by chufongshijing02 on February 17, 2023
Modified on March 14, 2023
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Closest metre | Iambic octameter |
Characters | 1,325 |
Words | 272 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 19 |
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